Nothing in this room has changed,
The coffee cup still rests,
There upon the mantelpiece,
The kitchen’s still a mess.
The cushions are askew,
Upon the leather suite,
The window is still broken,
Shattered glass beneath my feet.
And everything reminds me
Of a time that I once knew
A time when things seemed perfect
A time when I had you
But all our dreams are broken
Just like the broken glass
And not even the best of intentions
Could bring us back the past
So I’ll set you free
Like a bird to fly
I’ll set you free
But I’ll never say goodbye
Put on that happy face
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I walked slowly but purposely up that long wooded hill, the sun leaving
streaks of narrow light as if showing me the route to my final destination.
Peopl...
5 years ago
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